When the little man nicknamed Mouse appeared not far away, her nerves immediately became tense.
But her breathing was still very slow and her body remained motionless.
The brisk mouse looks very cautious. If you want to ambush him, you need to stay calm.
Lucy slowly raised the muzzle of her gun. She was a body-enhancing superpower, but the superpower itself did not give her any abilities. It could be said to be a useless superpower. At present, it was just that.
It was to build her body into the strength of a special forces soldier.
Her enhanced physical strength allowed her to use a machine gun, but all other abilities, including shooting accuracy and combat experience, were developed little by little by herself.
But sneak attack is Lucy's weakness...
She is a fiery woman who can carry a machine gun and shoot, but she is not a good lurker.
Rats are obviously good at this.
Was she discovered and lost the opportunity, or was the mouse silently knocked down as it moved forward?
There is only one chance for confrontation...
"Whether I am really strong or just pretending to be strong, we will find out this time..."
Lucy's finger slowly placed it on the trigger.
Ye Lian's shy smile when Ling Mo held her hand suddenly appeared in front of her eyes...
"I don't know how long it's been since I laughed like that..."
Ling Mo's voice sounded in Lucy's ears again, "Lulu... this unreliable bastard, he was obviously just teasing, but he unexpectedly called me by my real name correctly..."
"Ah! Help!"
The moment the catastrophe broke out, Lucy ran into the house in terror and grabbed the door handle hard.
The door banged loudly. Through the cracks in the door that were constantly being opened, Lucy saw many familiar faces.
There are relatives, there are neighbors...
But there were expressions on their faces that were extremely unfamiliar to her.
Their mouths were stained with blood, their fingernails were filled with scraps of meat, and they made a heart-wrenching sound when they scratched the door panel.
"What's wrong with you...what do you want to do! I am Lulu, I am Lulu!"
With tears streaming down her face, Lucy looked at them blankly. She even forgot how she took out the kitchen knife, cut off the hand that came in, and how she escaped through the window...
Those memories become blurry day by day in the process of survival.
But from then on, Lucy couldn't laugh anymore.
Some people see the Cataclysm as an opportunity, but others see those memories as pain.
"Is the world really simpler now..."
Lucy watched the mouse getting closer and thought...
Close!
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was gradually shortening, Lucy also raised the muzzle of her gun little by little.
That's it now!
“Bang!“
As the gunfire rang out, the mouse was shocked and immediately turned around and retreated to the corner.
He reached out and wiped his ribs. Then he looked at the blood on his hands: "I almost... someone actually attacked me. Aren't they surrounded by zombies..."
The mouse slowly stretched out his head and took out the walkie-talkie: "Brother Tiger, the situation may be a little wrong. I encountered a sneak attack here. You should be careful over there..."
After he glanced in the direction of the rooftop, he rushed over and climbed up the wall.
But when they arrived at the place where Lucy was standing just now, there was no one there.
"Humph, do you want to run away if I get hurt?"
The mouse looked around and focused on the edge of the rooftop.
There were some fresh friction marks left on the rusty railing.
"When I find you, I will kill you slowly! Most of them are weak, so they just made a sneak attack and ran away."
A sneer appeared on the corner of the mouse's mouth, he put his hand on the railing, turned over and jumped over.
Just as he landed, another person suddenly rolled up from the other side of the rooftop.
Lucy, who could only use one hand, relied on her brute strength to grab the edge of the roof with one hand and hang it on the side. The gun was in her mouth.
"This world may never be as simple as I want, but as long as I can live well for myself, I will keep fighting for it." Lucy quickly rushed to the side where the mouse jumped, "Otherwise I
What's the point of surviving despite the pain? Isn't it just to be able to laugh happily like Ling Mo's girlfriends..."
The moment the gun was pointed at the mouse from behind, Lucy's eyes suddenly turned cold.
But there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
The strong wind blew and gunfire sounded. Lucy looked beautiful at this moment...
"No matter what, I, Lulu, am not a useless person. You see, Ling Mo."
When the gunshot ended the mouse's life, Quinn, who was in front of Ling Mo, was holding the walkie-talkie and looking at Ling Mo with an ugly expression.
On the intercom, the sound of the gunshot was particularly clear.
"There are only six of you, but you can still free up manpower to sneak attack on us. It's a good plan to use the thin man as a bait to attract our attention and disrupt our plan..."
Quinn tightened his grip on the walkie-talkie and said coldly.
"Is there any need to make calculations when fighting you? The current situation is purely caused by you. Don't blame me..."
Ling Mo pinched his eyebrows and said.
"Stop making excuses!" the tattooed man yelled.
Beside them, more than a dozen zombies were already lying.
These are Ling Mo's corpse puppets, but getting rid of these zombies cost Quinn and the tattooed man a lot of money.
Both of them were a little pale, and they were even more wary of this young man who seemed to have a very casual attitude.
Quinn and the tattooed man's nightmare began a few minutes ago when the first zombie appeared near them.
The zombie happened to run out of an alley and almost passed in front of them.
After braking in time, the zombie rolled its blood-red eyes and turned to look at them.
"Oh! There are zombies!"
The tattooed man geared up and said, "Just in time to warm up!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the zombie suddenly speed up and run over.
"Isn't it possible? How can any zombie escape?"
The tattooed man was shocked, but it wasn't over yet. A few seconds later, the zombie came back again.
But when he came back this time, the zombie already had a wooden stick in his hand, and behind him, there were several zombies carrying wooden sticks.
Not only that, zombies with this look appeared all over the place.
They surrounded Quinn and the tattooed man with vigilance, and then slowly approached.
"Hey, Quinn, have you ever seen this happen..." The tattooed man swallowed and asked.
Quinn looked back and forth and pulled out a knife from his waist: "No. This is the first time I saw zombies preparing to kill people together. Did these guys form a stick gang or something?"
"Don't do this kind of operation that is beyond common sense. I'm beating the drums in my heart!"
The tattooed man said with a pale face.
As the zombie at the front suddenly raised his arm and waved forward, a dozen zombies immediately swarmed up...
"Damn, I was almost beaten to death by a group of people..."
The tattooed man was trembling involuntarily, and the sudden gunshots from the walkie-talkie defeated him head-on.
"Rat! Rat!"
"Damn it, the mice are gone! This bastard can still do those things with zombies!"
After finally getting rid of those "Stick Gang" zombies, Ling Mo immediately appeared again and attacked several times with his tentacles, injuring both him and Quinn.
If you say this is a coincidence, the tattooed man will never believe it.
"Isn't it a superpower like Yan Shangfeng? But no matter how he drives those zombies, he is alone now. There are no zombies around here." The tattooed man stared at Ling Mo fiercely and gulped.
He gasped, "Spiritual superpowers are just weak as long as their superpowers are not put to use..."
"Then you go ahead..." Quinn's hand holding the walkie-talkie was trembling, and a bloody hole on his wrist looked particularly shocking.
"Isn't this something I'm planning..." the tattooed man said, not advancing but retreating.
The two of them glanced at each other, suddenly turned around at the same time, and ran towards an alley.
If they join up with others, they will still have a chance!
Ling Mo stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking like he didn't pose much of a threat.
The two men ran away without a trace, leaving him standing alone on the empty street.
"Hey, you ran away so decisively! At least we fought first!" (To be continued...